“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood
“ He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around. “
Margaret Atwood